Song Lyrics
If It Were in My Power…
If It Were in My Power… If it were in my power,I’d build a city, a magical tower.Where the flutter of doves in their gentle flightWould turn life’s song into endless delight.Where jingling breaths, like anklets, sing,And senses soak in the hues of spring.Where the moon would never fade or wane,And moonlight’s fabric would gently sustainThe barren souls of a thirsty earth,Clothing their hearts with endless worth.A place where certainty reigns supreme,And doubt vanishes like a fleeting dream.Where lips would speak without any fear,No king’s shadow hovering near.Where veins hold no trace of dread,And terror’s whisper would long be dead.No place for fear or shadows of doubt,Where truth meets truth, leaving lies out.Where fireflies guide the night’s dark trail,And jealousy to seasons would fail.Where heights and depths hold no disdain,And envy finds no home to gain.A city where dreams light up the eyes,And darkness flees where joy resides.No night would pass in ignorant haze,No soul would wander in thoughtless daze.No tainted dawn, no fractured sky,No whirlpools in oceans to terrify.No trees or branches, lost and bare,Would feel like strangers, unaware.And birds that chirp through sunny daysWould fear no rain’s destructive gaze.If it were in my hands to decree,A city like this I’d create for thee.Where love untouched by worldly sorrowWould promise a brighter, hope-filled tomorrow.No binds of life to hold us tight,No bitter truths to dim our sight.The harshness of this vast, cruel sphereWould never touch a single tear.Where my breath's freshness would forever reside,In the lotus of your love, my guide.Your beauty would dance in every line,The essence of my verse divine.One fleeting moment would hold an age,A timeless story on life's grand stage.No dirges of grief would cross my throat,No sorrow's hymn would find its note.No innocent blood upon the groundWould leave its mark, no stain profound.This city I’d build, this city so true,
By Muhammad Waseem 2 years ago in Poets
